Tang Feng looked at him and said, "Do you think you are very good just because you can play tennis?"
Wang Teng laughed and said: "That's not what I mean. Those who can play tennis may not necessarily be very good, but conversely, those who can't play tennis may not necessarily be very good."
"I'm curious, apart from being a security guard and guarding the door, what else do you do?" Wang Teng looked at him after finishing speaking, with a look of ridicule on his face.
Tang Feng's expression did not change and he said: "I can still kill people."
"You can kill people?" Wang Teng was startled at first, then suddenly laughed wildly, grinning from ear to ear, and snorted: "You don't even have the guts to hold a racket, you can kill people, and you are not afraid of people laughing.
Lose your teeth."
Tang Feng did not laugh, because what he said was true. Since he was brought into the army by the old man Long Yin at the age of eight, and then received special training, he has not received the compulsory education of ordinary people in these years.
When other people's children were still crying over a lollipop, Tang Feng was already fighting fierce battles with wolves and wild beasts in the northwest wilderness. When countless young men were having sex with each other on the university campus, Tang Feng was already famous in the dark world.
The king of.
Therefore, people like Wang Teng can never understand Tang Feng's past experience. They are not from the same world at all.
Seeing Tang Feng's silence, Wang Teng couldn't help but sneered: "Since you have the courage to pursue Furong, don't you even have the courage to fight two games with me? Are you still a man?"
At this point, Tang Feng said nothing and took the racket directly from Zhuge Furong.
When Wang Teng saw this, he smiled and said: "Okay, now you look a bit like a man, let's go on the court." After saying that, he turned around, waved his racket, and walked to the opposite half of the court.
Zhuge Furong felt a little sorry. Originally, she wanted Tang Feng to suppress Wang Teng's arrogance, but it seemed that Tang Feng really didn't know how to play tennis. If she went up to him, wouldn't he be slapped in the face instead?
"Tang Feng, we are just here to relax and have fun. If you really don't want to fight, don't force it. We can find other ways of entertainment." Zhuge Furong advised.
After all, Wang Teng's tennis skills are there, even she is not Wang Teng's opponent, not to mention that Tang Feng has never been exposed to it.
Tang Feng smiled and said nothing. It wasn't that he didn't want to fight, let alone that he didn't dare to fight. He just felt that Wang Teng was not qualified to fight with him.
It felt like I was fighting an ignorant dog. Even if I won, it would be boring in the end. However, since Wang Teng was so aggressive, why not play with the dog?
Seeing Tang Feng come on the stage, Wang Teng's face was full of joking, and he said: "It doesn't seem interesting to just play like this. How about we add some color and make it more interesting?"
Tang Feng stood on the opposite side and said, "How do you want to add more methods?"
Wang Teng swung the racket and said: "In this way, whoever loses will call the other party grandpa three times."
Tang Feng shook his head.
Wang Teng sneered: "Why, you don't dare?"
Tang Feng still shook his head: "It's not that I don't dare, I just don't want to be your grandfather, because I don't want an ignorant grandson like you."
Pfft...
Zhuge Furong outside the court couldn't help laughing out loud after hearing this.
Wang Teng was very angry and shouted coldly: "What a joke, you, a little security guard, are not qualified to be my grandson."
Tang Feng glanced at Zhuge Furong and said, "How about this, whoever loses later can call her aunt?"
"Aunt Furong?" Wang Teng's eyes widened.
"Yes." Tang Feng nodded.
Zhuge Furong couldn't stop laughing, and shouted: "Hey, you guys are playing your ball, why are you getting involved with me? I really want to thank my aunt, I look so old?"
Wang Teng paid no attention to the sidelines, because in his opinion, although this was just a ball game, it was a war between men, because it was not only about dignity, but also about the right to pursue Zhuge Furong.
He suddenly thought that he would not lose this bet anyway. If he really called Zhuge Furong his aunt in the future, wouldn't this kid lose the face to pursue Furong again?
"Okay, I'll do as you say!" Wang Teng readily agreed.
"You serve." Tang Feng held the racket with both hands. This was the first time he had come into contact with this thing, so he was a little unfamiliar.
"Then you have to be careful." Wang Teng threw the ball high and hit the ball directly. The ball was fast and spinning, and flew over in the blink of an eye.
Tang Feng rushed over and was about to attack with his bat, but he failed.
"One point, it doesn't look good. You can't even catch the serve." Wang Teng sneered.
"Send it again." Tang Feng smiled lightly and didn't care.
Wang Teng's second serve was still extremely fast. It was obvious that he was trying his best to crush his opponent.
Tang Feng fought back, and this time the ball hit him, but he didn't understand the elasticity of the tennis ball, so he hit it out with a snap.
"Two points." Wang Teng's smile became even stronger.
Zhuge Furong outside the court shook her head when she saw this. She almost couldn't bear to watch anymore. Judging from Tang Feng's performance, he had never been exposed to tennis before and was not on the same level as Wang Teng.
"Tang Security Guard, are you sure you still need to keep fighting?" Wang Teng said jokingly.
"Just serve." Tang Feng looked indifferent. After the first two experiments, he had mastered some tricks.
"Very good, your courage is commendable, keep an eye on it!" Wang Teng swung the racket again, and the ball came quickly.
Tang Feng's body was slightly slumped, but his eyes were determined. Just when the tennis ball passed the blocker, he jumped out like lightning, and then swung the racket with both hands.
There was a sudden bang, and the ball accidentally hit Wang Teng's wrist. The pain caused him to gasp and almost lose his grip on the racket.
"Master Wang, are you okay?" Zhuge Furong asked from outside.
"It's okay. I just got hit accidentally. It's not a problem." Wang Teng waved his hand.
"Since it was hit on the body, it counts as one point for Tang Feng. Now it's two to one, Tang Feng serves." Zhuge Furong reminded.
Tang Feng threw the ball up, waved his hands vigorously, and the fist-sized tennis ball shot over at lightning speed.
Wang Teng was frightened. Just as he was about to swing his racket to meet the ball, there was a bang and the ball hit his chest again.
Ouch... Wang Teng felt a burst of pain and couldn't help but cry.
"Young Master Wang, are you sure you're okay?" Zhuge Furong asked again from outside.
Wang Teng felt pain in his chest and gritted his teeth, but he still said: "It's okay, I'm just a little careless."
"Then, Tang Feng still gets this point. You are now tied at two to two. Tang Feng serves."
Tang Feng threw the ball up again, this time without using both hands to swing the racket. He swung the ball horizontally with his right hand, but the ball speed was even faster than before.
Having learned the lessons from the previous two times, Wang Teng no longer dared to be careless this time. He stared at the opposite side with a look of preparation.
When he saw the ball coming, he rushed over immediately, but his body barely moved.
Bang……
There was a loud bang, and the ball hit his nose. He immediately started bleeding from his nose and was beaten so hard that he couldn't hold the ball steady and squatted on the ground.